I walk outside to cry in the rain.
Let it wash away my sorrow.
Let it kill my pain
My tears fall downward onto the ground.
Im going to stay here forever untill im found.
Because ive lost myself my smile and laugh.
I didnt make the right choice and im on the wrong path.
So please help me let my find myself.
Let me forget my troubles lose my doubt.
My eyes run dry and the rain stops.
All except one last final drop.
I walk inside say goodbye to my friends.
One last night and Im alone again.
With my years of sorrow and tears of pain.
Cause all I can do is cry in the rain.
“cry in the rain” has a good ring to it. This is a good metaphor of choice. It has a lot of potential. “laugh” and “path” is a clever rhyme.
Great use of emotion. I love this image of the rain to frame that of your tears. Very powerful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for my comments. I love this poem.